Grey Funnel Line

Don't mind the rain, nor the rolling sea
The weary night never worries me.
But the hardest time in a sailors day,
Is to watch the sun as it dies away.
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

The finest ship that sails the sea
is still a prison for the likes of me.
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbor to the girl I love
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'd turn her 'round
And tell the boy's that we're homeward bound
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

I'll pass the time like some machine
Until blue water turns to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more